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ice--olated · 10 years
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Elsa watched him through narrowed eyes. She glanced around her at the garden as he mentioned the newer changes she had made to the garden. Nodding slowly, she forced a smile. "Yes, that was me."
"And thank you." She unclasped her hands and then folded her arms over her chest. Fidgeting slightly, she noticed it began to snow then immediately looked back to the silver haired boy in front of her, not wanting to lose track of him. "I'm sorry, who are you? And how exactly did you find this place?"
"Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high."
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ice--olated · 10 years
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Do it.
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
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ice--olated · 10 years
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Elsa smiled at the young man. "Well, I'm certainly not going for camouflage. Not like I really need it."
She knew that saying no would be rude, but she didn't really need anyone to accompany her. She could definitely handle herself for the most part. She clasped her hands together and nodded. "I would like that very much."
Elsa processed what he said to her and turned it over in her head, debating on whether she could trust his word or not. After a brief moment of letting his words hang in the air, she smiled with a little nod. “I am Elsa. It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
She smiled nervously, glancing at Toothless. “That is definitely good to hear. But to be honest, I wasn’t really expecting to be stopped by a boy and his, erm, dragon on my way back home, so I’m sure you can imagine my surprise.” She laughed a little. She loosened up the grip on her arms, opening her posture a little more. “And I would have to agree with your view on picnics there.”
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ice--olated · 10 years
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A low voice snapped Elsa out of her daydreaming. She hurriedly looked around and noticed a boy in a blue sweatshirt standing outside the garden and looking in. A puzzled look crossed her face. He wasn't dressed like he was from around here, and what worried her the most was that she didn't hear the boy behind her at all. That didn't make any sense to her until she realized he was just kind of... floating.
Frowning, the queen stood up and clasped her hands together. She lifted her chin. "Is there anything I can do for you, stranger?" 
"Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high."
It had been a few hours since the kingdom had drifted into peaceful slumber. It had been another busy day entertaining guests from all around, not to mention making sure that trouble did not arise. On days like this, Elsa liked to retreat and have some time to herself. However, she felt that she couldn’t relax as easily as she would like to in that full castle. One day she had gotten the idea to create a garden. 
At first, creating and managing the garden was a difficult task, but after trying again and again to raise the flowers (and some intensive research), she was finally able to keep the flora in a grand condition. She had put the tiny garden at the base of a mountain and tucked away into a small opening in the woods. She also created a tiny fence and a bench out of ice.
She entered the garden and a sigh almost immediately left her pink lips. Her almost rigid posture loosened up and her pursed lips widened into a soft smile. She walked up and down, admiring each and every flower. After checking for anything she should worry about, such as weeds, she sat down on the ice bench and admired the haven she created for herself. 
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guys look i drew Elsa
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ice--olated · 10 years
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"Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high."
It had been a few hours since the kingdom had drifted into peaceful slumber. It had been another busy day entertaining guests from all around, not to mention making sure that trouble did not arise. On days like this, Elsa liked to retreat and have some time to herself. However, she felt that she couldn't relax as easily as she would like to in that full castle. One day she had gotten the idea to create a garden. 
At first, creating and managing the garden was a difficult task, but after trying again and again to raise the flowers (and some intensive research), she was finally able to keep the flora in a grand condition. She had put the tiny garden at the base of a mountain and tucked away into a small opening in the woods. She also created a tiny fence and a bench out of ice.
She entered the garden and a sigh almost immediately left her pink lips. Her almost rigid posture loosened up and her pursed lips widened into a soft smile. She walked up and down, admiring each and every flower. After checking for anything she should worry about, such as weeds, she sat down on the ice bench and admired the haven she created for herself. 
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ice--olated · 10 years
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isolated-ice >>>> ice--olated
i will still track isolatedice as well as iceolated
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ice--olated · 10 years
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anonymously message me 3 things you want to know about me
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Turn away and slam the door!
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I can’t!
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The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
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